📫 for a letter my muse would write about yours to a third party.
Pads,
First off, let me just say by stating that your hair looks lovely today. I know I haven’t gotten to see it, but I trust that it is as long and luxurious as always. Also, that shirt? Looks amazing on you. Please come by and visit soon. As much as I love my wife and son, there is only so much of their company I can handle before I think I’m going to break something. There is one particularly ugly vase that Petunia sent us that I’ve had my eye on for awhile now. If you don’t visit, it might just have to go.
Speaking of visits, you’ll never guess who stopped by the other day. You know, the one perk that this whole ‘hiding for my life’ thing is that I don’t have to listen to Moody’s speeches every day anymore. How Evans managed working with him for as long as she did is still beyond me. He even yelled at me, claiming that I wasn’t being vigilent enough while I was stuck here. Yes, because clearly, Crookshanks is so terrifying that one day he’s going to take us all down. The man’s off his rocker.
Anyway, a little bird reminded me that in another month, someone (aka you) will be having a birthday. Merlin, you’re getting old. You know the wife and I’ll insist on having you over, so just go ahead and clear your calendar for the 31st. I figured, you’ll spend the night, and no, you have no say in this. Besides, this way you’ll get to see Harry in his Halloween costume.
You won’t believe how much Harry has grown just within the last couple of weeks. People keep saying he looks like me, but all I see in him is Lily. Merlin, I hope he doesn’t inherit my bad eyesight. He misses his godfather, though. Even though he can’t say it, I can just tell. Call it paternal instinct. Snaps still doesn’t sleep. I’ll wake up and find her moving around the house at three in the morning, just trying to find something to do to occupy her time.
I continue to hope that the war will be over soon and then things can go back to normal. Then we can go back to being the young adults we’re supposed to be. Be safe and give Remus and Peter my best.
Sincerely,Prongs













